Chapter 0.2 – Russia no Youjinbou
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My daily chases begin. He jump, he leap, he soar, he sneak, and he also ambush me. What kind of moves that he used? I found out later that it was parkour. What a weird technique. It's as if the surrounding wouldn't stop him and be in his way. He could easily climb the wall. He could make his way through stuffy place, he could emerge from ridiculously impossible place, and everything about it is abnormal. But then, come to think of it, I'm not in the right place to say that since I'm also the same. The fact that it's the same, about me and him makes me even madder.
"What are you doing slowpoke, come and get me idiot! Hehe."
Upon hearing the words, I immediately throw the vending machine at him. Argh, miss! It only manages to hit the wall beside him. He then shows his back to me and start to scram. Of course I went after him. But again, he disappears as soon as I about to speed off. Where? Through the window. Crazy. This is fifth storey. What would you do if you fall idiot? Well, if that happens that would help me so much, but no. That guy won't die. I've tried many times already. But like roaches he kept on survives. No matter what way I used, he won't fall by my hands. So this petty thing won't kill him. That's right. When I realised it, he already down there, waving his butt and whack his to me, meaning provoking me more. Oh god, I can feel the steam went off my ear. Bastard! Arghh!
I also jump off from the building. I don't care, I tried. I landed on my feet and make a huge impact on the place I landed. Smoke went up. Shit. I tried to search for him, but my vision is limited. And I feel something pressed on my butt and squeeze it. I flinch at it.
"What, didn't manage to after my pretty butt? Well, I've got yours though. Wow, you've got a nice one I admit, emm hmm!"
"Erghh, Izayaaaa!"
Suddenly I felt a sharp and cold thing on my neck. He's fast. I know in that term I lost to him, but still I tried. I'll never give up coz' pride is the only thing I got. But he shatters it, also many times already. And already many times, I nearly died coz' too mad at him.
"Alright, don't move my boy, coz if you do so my blade would cut the artery on your neck. And I won't be sure if you'll see hell or heaven next. Oh, but of course a demon like you would go straight to hell right, hahaha!"
How I wish I could snap his neck off so he would stop talking. He is thin, I could do it easily, so why? Answer: chance.
Suddenly, his hand rustled down to my pants. What is he doing? His hand then move to my sensitive place between my thighs. It does the observing, while the other held the blade at my neck. So I can't break his hands, only stifle my voice of anger. Out of the blue, he touches me a little there. I was so surprise that I let a little moan escape my mouth. Upon hearing it, colour started to rouse on my already red cheeks, while I cover my mouth in surprise there. There was no sign of stopping, so I need to say something to make him stop, before it gets worse to me.
"Ergh... stop. You fucking pervert!"
"Pervert? Who?"
He then get off from me and shows me the thing on his hand. My wallet! My friggin' money!
I wasn't able to have some lunch that day. He got all my money there. I can hear my stomach grumbling though. Shinra offers some of the bento he had, saying that his 'wife' made it. I refuse it saying its Celty's homemade for him, so I can't take it. Upon hearing it, Shinra hug me and promise he won't hurt me if he does the dissection. I break, no, turn his chopsticks into ashes after that. He then continues the eating with his hands, gross. I know I've got to take it back from him. I just can't believe how I let myself misunderstood there, also how he nearly makes me have, a hard on. Stupid. You don't need to touch me that way if you just want to pickpocket me. Remembering it makes me nearly blush. I woke up and slap my cheeks. Shinra ask me where I'm going.
"Settling some score."
I wait for him after the school ends, in front of the school gate, with the traffic sign in my hand. After a long wait, I see him in the midst of crowd. He realised me, and walk nonchalantly towards me. He looks straight into my eyes, as if trying to read my minds.
"What, trying to ask for a date? You're so straightforward you know, in front of the crowd here."
"...Gimme backs my wallet."
"What's that? I don't know~"
"I said gimme back my wallet damn it!"
He sighs and took out his bag. I wait. But then he hit me with it, and I push it away. Again, he runs away from me. I after him. This is like a routine already. A day with a pursuit of him is like a duty nowadays, everyday. But he's nimble enough for someone like me to reach him. I can't reach him. I always saw his back. Nearly, but can't reach him. No matter how hard I stretch out my hand, I can't reach him. It mustn't be like this. I ought to catch him however. He must know that I'm not his toy to be made fun with. He turns his head a little, looking at me.
Those eyes.
It was the eyes that full of scorn, the one that ridicule everything he sees. An eye that makes me looks small in his. He knows I can't reach him. Upon that, I instinctively focusing all my strength at my feet to after him. I swing the sign with all my might, and hit him.
Wha? I manage to do it? He was sent flying aboard. I did it. Yes. But he gets up later like it was nothing, only staggering a little. Then I understand that I only manage to scratch him a bit. But then he does something indescribable.
He smiles.
It was a little different from his usual smile. I don't know, I can't read what it means. A mock? It's not like that. He took out his blade, and points it to me. Oh, I see. It means 'come on'. He's serious now. I think somehow the hit earlier gets to him. Good.
We're now smiling to each other. This is how I like it. Now I can show him my side all I want. He's going to get it, for ridiculing me all this time.
He starts the first move. Rushing towards me, he tried to cut me. I block his advances with my arm, and twist my body to kick him. He evades it by doing back flip, retreating a few steps. I charge at him next, with a punch prepare for it. It was then, he kick off some dust at his feet to my face. Some went into my eyes. When I still haven't ready yet, he trip off my feet and I fell on the grounds. When I open my eyes, he's already on top of me, trying to stab me with his blade. I quickly roll a few times to my side, evading his incoming attack. And when I get the chance, I grab his waist between my feet and throw him a bit further from me. I need to regain my pace. And then I saw something near me...
He was thrown to the dump side, and makes the place there a mess after landed on it. When he tried to get up, I already pick up a vending machine, it's a heavy one, and there's no way even a man like him could survive it. It was the first time. He make a face of disbelieves. I didn't know a freak like him can make that kind of face. And I respond to it with a warm smile.
"Orihara Izaya, right?"
"Huh?"
"Well, remember that not everything could be in your way okay? Coz' you're also a human. And now go meet your maker."
He stares at me for quite some time before I throw the vending machine at him. There's no way he could evade it, no matter how fast he is. It was also at that time, something huge got in my sight. It was a man, a big one. And this fellow catches the vending machine that I throw with bare hands. He also put it back on the ground. He then points his finger towards us and talk.
"You two stop it now before other people lose it."
What the f... Now I shift my anger on him. How could he stop it when I'm very close to get rid of Izaya? And manage to make a grand entrance at the critical moment? Dude, are you kidding me? I take the remaining traffic sign on the road and bash him with it. Of course it hits him, but not that it concerns me much now. He looks fine, without injuries, without moving an inch. And that makes me stun in disbelief. How could a normal human withstand my strength? Is that...
Izaya also rush at him silently and tried to stab him, but he catch his hand before he does, and grip it until the blade fall off his hands. When he let go off Izaya, he fell on the ground with big bruise on his hand. Izaya's face twist in pain. Next that man whacks the back of my neck off, with me still astounded by what happening, and next my vision went blur away...
When I woke up, I was inside a shop. It's a sushi shop, I could tell. But it seems like there's many things around, unpacked, so I guess it was a newly open shop. I also realise that Izaya was at my side, grunting in pain. When I tried to strike at him again,
"It's not good to fight you know guys?"
"You! What the hell are you trying to do, getting in the way huh!"
"Because you're hungry, that's why you're violent huh?"
When I tried to protest to that unknown foreigner, my stomach grumbling again. Izaya only chuckling at my reaction. Shit, he does have it right there, yea I'm hungry damnit! Because of the freak beside me. But then, he presents us with his sushi. Now that surprises me. I look at him.
"Here, take this and eat. If you guys swear not to fight again, I'll give this tuna sushi for free, ok?"
Free? I can't resist his offer, since I know full well how hungry I am. I nod, of course only for now, and took it from his hand.
"Thanks anyway."
Izaya, upon hearing it, shows me an interesting reaction.
"Ootoro?" and snatch it from him. He eats it without even showing concern that I'm next to him.
So, this flea likes to eat ootoro huh? Maybe I'll send ootoro with poison to him next time, but of course I won't do it coz' only coward and cunning person would do that way. We eat in silence and peace after that, but I know it wouldn't last long anyway. Still, I think it's quite amazing for me to eat besides him without further conflict. Me and Izaya eating next to each other? I find it rather unusual, but I think it was that man charms and skill to handle us. He's ...something. Now I wonder who he is. This weird, big and tall man that sit in front of us. And that man at last introduces himself to us, with a warm smile.
"My name is Simon Brezhnev. I work as a tout for this Russian sushi. Yoroshiku gozaimasu!"
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